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 Oct 2016 Maggie Huston
Jamie
I feel each heartbeat like a wardrum
Echoing across empty fields like a
Battle cry sung from the mouths of soldiers
Desperate to come home
I hear each breath like the wind in the willows beside me
Whispering short and shallow in time
With the rise and fall of my chest
I am awake
But I do not wish to be
Oh to fall asleep
To see that endless night cover my eyes
A starless blanket
A moonless darkness
A welcome friend
Who for too long has stayed away
I will welcome you with open arms
Sleep my love why do you allude me so
Like a scorned lover you refuse to come
So I sit and listen to my internal drum
To me, people are a lot like the rain.
Some are soft and gentle,
Touching your heart and nourishing your soul.
Others are strong and toxic,
Destroying your inner peace and causing your bones to ache.
 Oct 2016 Maggie Huston
curlygirl
we're primal
he and i.
we drink
and
we have ***
and
we act like
we don't love
each other.

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